HarryHarry’s not that pleased either. Seems the newbies survived, and that’s good! But they’re not really managing the vigilante idiom. And that’s bad.

SanuraSanura parked the vehicle where ever indicated and then heads inside anxious to check on the children.

Victor*Victors bike is parked within the Warehouse he is smoking a cigarette out front when everyone arrives.*

STCrook hops out of the car and makes his way into the warehouse. His and Cyril’s gazes meet. If looks could generate electricity… well, they still wouldn’t have anything on Harry.

MikeMike exits the vehicle and heads straight inside as well, popping his innate ability of health inspection. ((Assess Health to check on all the Children, and yes I did make a Health Inspector joke. Or tried to.))

Victor*Victor looks at Cyril and simply shakes his head No then nods to the rest of the team*

SanuraSanura doesn’t bother herself with her guardians rivalry, instead she strides into the warehouse her gaze moving over the occupants and taking stock.

HarryHarry gets out, and heads inside to check on how the godlings are doing.

MalifMalif walks in with a sigh. “Well, that was a unique experience. I’ve never been a cyclops before.”

SanuraSanura smiles ever so faintly. “That was very impressive uncle” she murmurs softly as she makes her way over to Miss Simon intent on a report on the children.

MalifMalif smiles at his ‘neice’. “Well, what can I say? Your uncle is very impressive!”

STMost of the children are still asleep, though a few seem to have woken up since y’all were gone. Miss Simon doesn’t seem to have much to report.

SanuraSanura sighs softly as all seems to be fairly well. She runs her fingers back through her hair and excuses herself to the restroom to get cleaned up and try to repair her appearance.

HarryOkay, the SUV…I intend to fill with the team, Alej included. We’re gonna go somewhere private, away from the ears of godlings, get some food, and sort this out.

Harry“Team, meet at the SUV in fifteen, we’re gonna go get some food, and have a talk.”

MalifMalif smiles. "Good idea, i’m starved! "

SanuraSanura pretty much ignores Harry and his orders as she closes the door behind her.

HarryHarry’s getting into his clothes, to replace the clothes scorched by his limit break, and check on his vigilante gear.

Victor*Victor peers over his shoulder as Harry speaks* “Yea….I’m no passanger.”

MalifMalif goes to knock on Sanura’s door.

Harry“Then you can follow. Know anywhere with good cuisine and a private dining room?”

SanuraOnce she has repaired her appearance she steps out of the bathroom, just as Malif raps on the door. Stepping aside. “Sorry.. it’s all yours” she murmurs as her attention is now on her whip, checking it for damage as well as any bits of fabric flesh or other evidence.

ST“My thoughts exactly,” says Alejandro, with a curt nod to Harry. With that he enters the warehouse, his eyes scanning. They settle briefly on Carmen, who is clearly awake now, tapping away at her phone. The weight of his gaze causes her to look at him. He looks away and heads up to the office.

MalifMalif just shrugs and heads to the car, he was only trying to fetch her.

Victor*Victor shakes his head no to Harry’s question and finishes his Newport and flicks it out into the street. he whistles for Cyril patting his shoulder*

MikeMike dusts his shoulder off a bit, some dirt flying off of it to the normal eye. Though it’s graveyard soil. He then pulls out his phone. “I can find out easy.” He pulls up the Siri app. “Siri, where’s the nearest fine cuisine restaurant within 5 miles of my location? Include restaurants with private dining rooms.”

HarryHarry shakes his head. “Apple. All flash, no substance.”

Mike“I like my Apple, thank you very much!”

STCyril glides onto Victor’s shoulder, shifting his wings a little to allow his feathers to settle.

ST“… And Raven flew into the cup as the chief’s daughter raised it to her lips…” Maureen and Leanne, now awake, sit in rapt attention tinged with some drowsiness, listening to Naomi’s tale unfold. As the rag-tag band of Scions returns through the doorway, Naomi’s eyes absentmindedly flick to them.

HarryHe leans back and chuckles. “I grew up in Alabama, with a mom who could weild duct tape and welding flux. Anything that has to be replaced rather than fixed feels like a toy to me.”

STAngela, who had been silent since her Monty Python reference, paces about outside a little before heading in.

MikeMike laughs. “Anything that you have to fix ten times in 2 years seems like a waste of money to me. Then again, you’re Harry Mercury. You’ve got money in spades.”

Victor*Cyril recieves a scratch underneath his beak from Vic as he walks to his bike and sits down he stays quiet for now just whispering to his bird*

ST“She swallowed him and…” Naomi glances up once more as Angela enters. Blood. Upon the sight of it, it drains from Naomi’s face at the same pace as the words drain from her tongue. Blood had stained her friends in a similar volume: pooled on the floor underneath Emygdio from the holes bullets had punched in him; poured down Sean’s front as his innards spilled from him; waterfalling from the crown of Joanna’s head down her face. For an interminable moment Naomi sees the world through Angela’s eyes as everything around her slows to a crawl. She rises and walks… rushes… sprints to Angela.

Harry“Not always, before the incident that gave me this…” He rolls up his sleeve to show his burnt vein scar from the lightning hit, “…I was living in a trailer with a single mom. We made ends meet.”

MalifMalif blinks in surprise. “What just happened?”

STCyril cackles at Victor.

Harry“It’s alright. She took a hard hit in the fight with the ninjas, but Mike got to her in time. It looks alot worse than it is, now.”

STAngela is stunned by the wide-eyed look of horror that overcomes Naomi’s usually unreadable expression. Whatever she’d expected when she’d rehearsed over and over again in her head how to explain, it wasn’t this. “Naomi!” Angela cries once she regains her wits. “Naomi, I’m okay! Look.” She lifts the bottom of the blouse to her ribs, revealing the nasty purpled bruise that covers most of her abdomen. “See? Just a little bruised. And anemic.”

STMiss Simon puts a hand over her mouth at this sight.

STCyril grows serious and chirps some more to Victor.

Victor*Victor turns from Cyril and looks back toward the group. He scratches his forehead and waits. He was never good at the whole being helpful bit, so he stays back and watches*

Mike“I really need to learn better first aid… but as it is, Angela will be just fine. Bruised and battered inside and out, but fine. Naomi, Angela will need to keep off her feet for a few days to help with the bruising. Think you can keep her from exerting herself too much?”

STNaomi, having been reassured from all sides, slows to stopping just in front of Angela, her eyes glued to the massive contusion. With trembling fingers, she gently traces the darkest part of the bruise where the mortal wound once was. She lets out a shaky breath as Angela’s flesh proves whole and draws her into a tight embrace.

SanuraSanura looks concerned a moment and then smiles lightly as Naomi is reassured by the others and finds it sweet that they have such a deep caring for one another. Meanwhile she looks to the others. “If everyone else is ready..” she murmurs as her arms cross over her chest.

Victor*victor turns his head back to Cyril and simply nods*

Harry“Mike, did you find us a place to debrief and unwind, and maybe get Angie some serious protein?”

STAngela winces a little as she’s hugged, but manages to stifle the rising grunt of pain and wrap her arms around her girlfriend, rubbing her back in reassurance. After a long hug, Naomi pulls away and turns slightly towards Mike, only showing part of her face to him (not enough to reveal that she’s crying), nodding a little at his instructions.

SanuraSanura walks up to Alejo’s office “Ready to go?” she questions, her tone cool and reserved.

MikeMike smiles. “I’m glad. Because if Angela is anything like Harry, sitting still’s gonna be just as painful as moving excessively.” He then checks to see if Siri finally got the results. It did. He scrolls through the list. “Man… tons of Restaurants have Private dining rooms here… though one name is there that we’ve been to before… Aquerello.”

STAlejandro is staring intently at the computer as Sanura enters. He looks up to her briefly. “One moment, Miss Menmatre.”

SanuraSanura nods softly and turns to stride onto the catwalk, waiting for the rest of them to get ready. She’d actually managed to make her torn skirt look.. purposeful and chic. A few tucks here and it seemed like she showed that much thigh totally on purpose.

HarryHarry gets the SUV keys back, and makes sure it can hold the whole team.

HarryFlipping up seats, etc.

STCarmen, who hadn’t looked back at her phone since Alejandro entered, stows it away and approaches the office. She pauses just before passing Sanura, saying, “Oooh, I love that look on you.”

SanuraSanura quirks a brow wondering if the girl was being a smart ass.

STNaomi merely nods again to Mike before turning back to face Angela. She runs her fingers along Angela’s cheek before wiping her eyes, smiling wanly, and saying, “You should get changed.”
Angela smiles a little herself and nods, approaching where she left her bag of stuff. Leanne and Maureen stare at her, wide-eyed.

ST“It’s a nice twist on the whole 50’s thing you’ve got going there,” Carmen adds, seemingly genuine. She starts off towards the office before doing a double-take and saying, “So, when are we going to this nail place?”

STMiss Simon, noticing that the returning heroes are moving around with purpose and observing that they’re getting ready to leave again (what with this mention of a meeting), rises and heads to Harry, who she finds more approachable than Alejandro. “Excuse me, but what exactly is going on here?”

HarryHarry closes the door. “Well, let’s see if we can figure that out.” He looks around. “It seems while me and Angela left to get the attention of our father, Hermes Mercury, god of doctors, things got a little crazy around here. The cyclops we slew turned out to be part of a gang, ran by a daughter of Artemis, who, apparently, we have royally screwed all attempts at an alliance with. In the process, shadow ninjas attacked, and Angela got stabbed in the gut, but Mike healed her. She’s going to need to take it easy and get lots of iron and protein for blood and muscle healing…if we still =need= food. Not exactly clear on that. Since we came straight here from that battle, and haven’t done a debrief and shared details, that is mostly best guesses from what I’ve seen, so we’re going to go sit down as a team and make sure we’re all on the same page, and I thought I’d bring back food for everyone.”

Harry“So…restaurant.”

MalifMalif nods. “That pretty much covers it. What would you like us to bring back?”

STMiss Simon opens her mouth to assert herself but closes it as she finds herself surprisingly not having to. Apparently she’s used to being put off. Instead she stares at Harry a moment, a little stunned by his forthright-ness.

Harry“You have no idea how nice it is to have someone around I don’t have to make up stories for.”

HarryHe looks at the kids. “Think you can handle things a little while longer while we go grab some eats and powwow?”

SanuraSanura leans on the railing and looks down at the people… godlings under her. A faint sigh parting her lips, her expression thawing from icey withdraw to troubled.

STMiss Simon hesitates a moment, wanting to be a part of the meeting first hand… but taking care of the children was much more important. She nods at Harry. After that she turns to Malif, “Um… I suppose anything will be good. Err, but,” she pauses and looks up to the ceiling in recollection, “Benjamin’s allergic to shellfish, Mary-June to peanuts, and Brendan to eggs.”

Harry“So, let’s go with Subway then?”

Harry“No mayo on some, I guess.”

Malif“Alright, we’ll just avoid anything with those items in it and make a bulk order. Not sure Subway will be very private, but we can stop at one after the proper restaurant.”

Harry“Exactly.”

STCarmen exits the office in a huff, swearing under her breath in Spanish.

Harry“None thus far. But I have the Family on his ass now. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s currently a toad.”

STShe nods. “Thanks again.”

SanuraSanura arches her brow slightly and glances over at Carmen as she exits. She gives a faint smile though she doubts the ticked off girl will notice. She straightens and adjusts her large leather satchel on her shoulder. The tooled leather closing flap being lightly caressed by her manicured digits. She calls out quietly. “Ready now Alejo?”

MalifMalif smirks. “If the Olympians are his caretakers now, he’ll get everything he deserves.”

STAlejandro exits shortly after Carmen does. He nods at Sanura, then strides out of the warehouse.

SanuraSanura gives him a few strides and then starts down the stairs as well. “We’re heading out” she informs the others as if they can’t see.

Harry“Looks like we’re headed to Aquerello. If you don’t know the way, follow me.”

HarryWith that, he climbs in to drive the SUV.

MikeMike climbs into the back.

MalifMalif climbs into the SUV also.

SanuraSanura piles in the with the others her lap left open for feline company.

HarryHarry hooks up his smartphone and lays in a course on GPS.

Victor*Victor’s bike roars to life http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hh2swJNvZ8M begins blasting from his custom speakers. he looks at Cyril.* “Keep watch with us?”

HarryAnd with that, he heads out, not subjecting the ride to his speedrap mix.

Victor*Victor Races after him but after burning some rubber and popping a wheelie for about 100 yards*

STAngela, now in a fresh t-shirt and sweatpants, begins to head out after Alejandro. Naomi puts a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “No.”
Angela stops. “But --”
“Healer’s orders. Rest.”
“We’re just going to a restaurant. You can even come with.”
“No.”
Angela straightens, starting to get a little irritated. “I just --”
Naomi sighs softly. “Please stay.”

STAnd that is the story of how Angela didn’t join the group on this particular outing. Now onto Acquerello!

Mike“Harry, if you pull a wheelie on this thing, I will put a zombie in your bed when you sleep!”

Harry“Nah. I’m not powerful enough to make a SUV into a speed machine…” He grins. “But that’s one hell of an idea.”

SanuraSanura is quiet and petting Crook on the way, that is if the feline had come with. She’d head in with the group.

MikeMike grins. He knows one person that could turn a car into a speed machine…

STCyril circles around and dives beside the SUV briefly before pulling back up into the sky.

HarryOnce they arrive, Harry heads inside. If star power alone doesn’t get them a private dining area, he’ll be surprised.

STIndeed, it’s a mere triviality to get a private room, this one bigger than the one you originally met in. Though they stop Victor at the door, citing their “No shirt, no shoes, no service” policy.

MalifMalif heads in, changed into a nicer outfit than he wore to the bar earlier.

Victor*Victor would pull up beside the SUV and turn off the Bike and whistle for Cyril. When Cyril arrived he would look at him." “Top of the retaurant is a good place to keep a low profile. The girl we pissed off is a sniper and she may or may not come back use your eyes but keep out of sight”

SanuraSanura smirks faintly and shakes her head as Vic’s need to dress is made apparently. “Sorry I don’t hink my blouse will fit you” she taunts lightly.

STCyril caws in agreement at Victor’s suggestion.

Victor*Victor then stands pops open the passanger seat cover and pulls out absolutely nothing…* “Oh well guess im not that fancy. Guess this will have to do.” *he pats the sleeveless underarmor shirt he is currently wearing.*

MalifMalif rolls his eyes.

HarryHarry indeed slips the man 200.

Harry“It’ll do, we’re in a hurry.”

STWith that, the eagle launches himself once more into the air and perches atop the restaurant, shaking his feathers into place and settling. He goes absolutely still like some sort of statue or gold-and-silver gargoyle with glittering obsidian eyes.

STThe maitre’d accepts the $200. “Right this way, please…”

HarryHarry nods, and looks back at the rest. “You guys are with me now. Comes with certain advantages.”

SanuraSanura barely restrains herself from a teen like eyeroll at that. Seating herself with the others and then sitting back with her legs crossing to wait for the conversation to begin.

STAs the Scions settle into their seats, Alejandro remains standing, leaning against the nearby wall and crossing his arms. He’d let Harry take over this one for the time being.

Victor*Victor looks at the Maitre’d with a smirk having seen him been paid removes the sweaty shirt in front of him and follows Harry.*

HarryHarry lets everyone get their drink and meal orders in before he begins, and makes sure it’s all going on one check.

SanuraSanura orders a drink and nibbles at the bread. Her appitite not at it’s best currently.

Victor*Victor orders a bottle of Puerto Rican Rum since the sports star is paying*

HarryOnce that’s done with, he sighs, and leans forward. “Okay.”

MikeMike orders something small just because he’s not feeling too hungry. Once he’s ordered, he listens to Harry.

SanuraSanura crosses her arms over her chest and glances at Alejo with a frown, why was he letting the Jock head this meeting.

Harry“So, here’s the deal. I’ve been doing the vigilante thing since my incident with Zeus and Hermes. Low info, mask and costume, covering my bases, not leaving trails. Alej has helped on the back end, the Bruce Wayne to my Barry Allen. But there’s alot bigger issues on the table, which is why Alej decided to bring you guys in.”

Harry“I sense Victor’s been doing something similar, probably since the last time he and Alej talked as well.”

Victor*after looking at the menu he then proceeds to Order a Lobster, and the largest Steak they have with mashed potatoes broccoli and corn. All with a smirk*

Victor*Nods* “For over a year now.”

Harry“Probably a lot more in the shadows, rather than masked.”

Victor“Nope…”

Victor“Im sure theres a few Warrants for my arrest in Washington and a few in Canada.”

MalifMalif shakes his head disapprovingly.

MikeMike blinks a bit at that.

HarryHe nods. “Fair enough, but it brings me to my point. I don’t know what each of you can honestly -do-. This return from my visit with the Family left me shocked by what I saw. Mind control, illusions? I was not prepared to experience this whole spectrum of abilities.”

Harry“So, now that I’m not freaking out about my sister’s belly wound, I think we could all benefit from comparing notes, not just on the events of the last day, but on precisely what we bring to the table.”

Victor*chuckles* “And you still havent seen what I can do.”

Malif“Fair enough. As you can likely tell by looking at me, I’m not a combatant like you folks. I was a stage magician before meeting my divine parent, and my talents continue to lie in that field.”

Malif“I suppose I’m the opposite of Victor there.”

Victor*Victor nods to Harry* “Fair enough …Noone touch my hands…” *Victors hands becomes sheeted in a sheet of Frost for a split second his tattoo glows a frost blue for a moment as he activates Hrimthurssar’s Touch (Frost * * *) (10 legend 3WP left) grabs a glass of water the glass shatters after a few seconds and he holds a solid brick of ice that was the water the lemon still wedged within it but now black.*

Harry“Let’s skip the flashy examples here at the restaurant.”

Harry“But, very useful.”

Victor*chuckles as he cancels the ability* “Oops…to late”

SanuraSanura is silent as the others speak her gaze fixed upon her drink.

Mike“With me… what you see is what you get. I can summon a grand total of 13 zombies at a time… I can use my music as a sort of sonar, much like a bat… plus, I can emanate a sound that only other Scions with God-like hearing can hear… it seems I can do it without, but I can use music to hypnotize entire crowds… my Pick is attuned with the Underworld, and as such I have the abilities of Life and Death, able to communicate with the dead, assess someone’s personal health down to minute details, even turn a sword wound into a bruise as you saw me do to Angela. I might have other abilities, but I have yet to manifest them.”

Malif“If we need information from people, confessions, secrets, or talking them into doing or believing what we want them to, general infilratration or such, that’ll be my job.”

Victor*Victor smirks at the group as they speak and nods* “Well besides what you saw I can breath in Water. Manipulate water, I have been shot stabbed and hit by cars without a scratch kinda wanna try a train but….then again….”

Victor“Oh and im strong….as hell…other than that….thats about it.”

HarryHarry nods. “Myself, my powers activated in the middle of a battle between Hermes and Zeus. I was an athlete before, talented, but definately mortal. Now, I outrun anything that isn’t a racecar, sprint for like a week at a time, run up walls, leap goalposts, bench motorcycles, bounce bullets like they were flicked tictacs, and apparently…harness lightning.”

Malif“Well, my lack of combat skills is apparently a nonissue around such company. Seems like I have 3 able protectors!”

Victor*Victor smirks at Harry* “So your strong huh.” *rubs his nose and chuckles* “Ah you did knee me in the face…but then again i thought my Grandmother was trying to hit me.”

Harry“Also…I kind of operate mentally faster? Time slows down as I speed up, kind of to compensate? Surprising me, or switching things up on me just makes it worse. Time slows to a crawl.”

Mike“Kinda like Spiderman’s omnipresence.”

Harry“Eh, kinda. No danger sense yet. But I wouldn’t be surprised, honestly.”

HarryHe looks at Sanura. “So what about you?”

Malif"Omnipresence? "

Mike“A full sense of your entire surroundings. See a fly landing on a wall at the same time a piece of paper is thrown at you, that sort of thing. And seeing it all at a slower speed than normal time.”

Malif“I’m not sure that’s what ‘presence’ means, but I see what you’re getting at”

Harry“Don’t get me started on the bullshit that is movies trying to get spider-sense right.”

SanuraShe glances over to Harry and a frown turns the edges of her lips. "I’m .. more balanced.. I suppose and I can apparently make people fall in love with me.. " her tone.. troubled at that, her attention turning back to her drink before she has a sip of it. “I’ve noticed my senses are better.. I think” She shrugs lightly. “I don’t know honestly why I’m here with you.. more.. eh.. powered beings”

Harry“Okay. So. Now that we have that basic framework assisting all our understandings…how about we go over today.”

Victor*looks at Sanura* “I dont know Doll…What you did was pretty impressive. Sometimes I think a few altercations Ive had in the past would have gone better if I could talk to someone the way you did her. I mean you did stop her from shooting me in the face.”

SanuraSanura stiffens at the word ‘Doll’ and sighs faintly. "That was thanks to my somehow making her fall in love.. " shaking her head she takes a larger drink "I should have let her shoot you.. " she mutters into the half empty cup. “or at least me.. I can’t believe I did that to her”

Mike“Cliff notes version: met a Daughter of Artemis, Sanura charmed her into loving her, Magician used some weird stage magic shit to turn into the Cyclops we killed, because apparently the only reason he attacked was because Victor broke his bike or something…” He shakes his head. “Anyway. Biker gang took Magician, Daughter of Artemis stayed behind and took Sanura to the spot you found us, and revealed her God-like hearing, heard the phone call you and Sanura had, got angry that she was lied to, then Assassins show up. You show up soon after, and that’s all you don’t know.”

Victor“Ouch…that was a little harsh. But dont worry in time Im sure you will be as strong as any of us. Probably stronger if you keep messing with the mind. I may be able to break someones neck with a squeeze but to be able to use an enemy to your benefit will probably come in more handy than anything I could ever hope to accomplish.”

Victor*Looks at Mike* " He attacked me first…after i mentioned his cyclopsness ….THEN i broke his bike"

Harry“Okay. So. Let’s take this from the top. The cyclops attacked first, and somewhere in the brawl, he pitched you at my car?”

Victor*Chuckles* “mmmmm … No…”

Victor“I fell ….* gets up and takes a bow* Gracefully”

Malif“Magician? I do have a name, you realize.”

Mike“If you have a name, I have yet to hear it.”

Harry“Focus. Did he attack first?”

SanuraSanura smiles ever so slightly “yes he’s uncle”

Victor“Sorta…”

Victor“I was told by Triton to head here.”

SanuraHer glass is drained then and she slips to her feet to find a waiter to get her another glass of wine.

MalifMalif sighs. “You’ve never seen one of my shows? Perhaps my lack of stage costume is to blame.”

Victor“Found the Cyclops. Mentioned it….He didnt seem to like that, and attacked me. He threw me i Threw his bike….Into him…Then I was grabbed again and then you tried to fight me.”

Mike“I don’t really watch too many magicians. Every now and again I’ll catch one on TV, people like Criss Angel and such… but I’ve never seen you before.”

Harry“Alright. So we’ve established he’s an asshole. Why did we go kill him?”

Victor“That was on you….Alejandro bolted. You and your sister followed and YALL!! decided to kill him without asking.”

Harry“Okay. So that one’s on me.”

Victor"Now granted…Ive never met a Nice *puts up fingers and does the quotation gesture* Cyclops so he was in the 1 percent.

MikeMike facepalmed. “I left out something that I just remembered… the Cyclops’ name was Caelius… but apparently, he went by the nickname ‘Grumpy.’ Along with Grumpy, there were 6 other Cyclops’ in the biker gang. I’ll let you guess their nicknames.”

SanuraSanura returns shortly with a bottle of a fine red vintage wine and proceeds to pour herself another goblet full.

Malif"Well, you can call me Malif, rather than Magician. "

Victor*Looks to Alejandro* “Im sure thats why he attacked as well. It rare that they care about anything else but killing, Usually they are Titan spawn. Yes a God can birth a Cyclops breeding with a Nymph but still they end bad. Wouldnt be surprised if she mind controlled them as well….Or had a REAL!!! good reason for them to not want to kill everything in their path.”

Mike“Well, better name than Caelius I suppose. Malif. I’ll remember it, for sure.”

Malif“Or Malif the Mysterious, when on stage.”

Victor*Victor begins to chow down on his surf and turf when it arrives and begins to chug the bottle of Bacardi*

ST“He was too close to the warehouse for comfort,” elaborates Alejandro. “And a cyclops is a Titanspawn, however you look at it. I don’t know how the daughter of Artemis managed to get seven under her sway.”

Harry“Okay. Here’s my end. I got ahold of the Family, specifically, one I’ve had alot of contact with since my incident, Nike, goddess of sport and victory.”

SanuraSanura sips at her drink and sits back in her chair, one leg crossed over the other, her heel hanging off her toes. One arm crossed over her chest and the other holding her glass to her lips as she listens to the boys. “She’s pretty amazing.. and now she hates us..” she sighs softly and looks up at the ceiling.

MikeMike laughs. “Mr. Mysterious. I get it now.” He finishes his laughter and looks at Harry. “So, basically… we were in the presence of Jan White and the Seven Cyclops’. Well… six, at that point.” He then listens to Harry’s story.

Malif“Anyway, I’m just glad I was able to prevent an all out public brawl with 6 cyclops from breaking out in that bar.”

Victor*Victor looks up pointing a lobster claw at Alejandro* MMM..MMDMASADMASDMAMDMA * he states with his mouth full, before swallowing and speaking again. “Thats what I WASTRYING TO SAY!.”

Harry“She’s going to pass on word about the kids to Hermes, as well as let the family know about O’brien, so they can bring down some serious old country vengeance on him.”

Harry“Personally, I want him turned into a goat and fucked by Zeus.”

Harry“But I don’t get to pick these things.”

Mike“Heh. Too good for him, getting the wrath of the Olympian Gods. Loa Gods would fuck him up good!”

Victor*Victor stops eating and stares at Mike* “You got 2 Scions of the Dodekatheon sitting here and one back at the warehouse recovering. Choose your words carefully bout our family.”

Malif“Hell, the one back at HQ is his sister.”

Mike“I never meant any offense in my words.”

Harry“Point is, I doubt we’ll see him again, between smiting and cyanide in his brain. We can focus on the kids, and trying to get back on task. Which is getting ourselves an army of gods to throw at the Titans.”

SanuraSanura drains her glass again and refills it.

Harry“Now, what that means for -us- is two-fold. One, training ourselves into an elite strike team to break up bad situations like O’brien created, and rescue our kin.”

Harry“And two, diplomatic outreach to other Scions.”

Malif“Diplomatic outreach? I can do that.”

Harry“When we can, there’s the third thing, of containing damage, and helping people. This is not going to turn into the latest Superman movie with half a city ruined from one brawl.”

Mike“Or the Ghost Rider movie, where there’s a trail of flames and torn up concrete in the middle of the street?”

Harry“With that said, I’m gonna turn this over to Alejandro.” He leans back, and digs into his meal.

SanuraSanura looks to the others. “Don’t you all have.. jobs.. lives, family?”

Victor*Victor nods* “You really want to Train kids…? No offense but this isnt a school yard brawl. This is a war. Those kids will not all survive. Shit we may not all survive. Personally i say we help the kids let them live there lives outside this fight. Though they may have divine blood running through their veins how many of them are you willing to sacrifice after you just saved them all.”

Harry“I have my Mom, lounging in a mansion outside Montgomery; ALejandro and the squirt, who literally have been my crew since day 1, and now, Angela.”

MalifMalif nods to Harry. “AGain, I’m sure that bar would have been levelled if I hadn’t pulled my illusion trick. Shame we couldn’t have learned more from the aftermath, though.”

Victor*Victor turns toward Sanura* “This war is my job. and my brother said he would care for the only mortal that means anything, so…No…I dont.”

Harry“I don’t mean them. I mean -us-. Here at this table.”

Harry“WE have to be the freaking Justice League here. Or at least the Avengers.”

Mike“My mortal mom and pop live in Tennesee, and the rest of my band is in Nebraska waiting for the OK to come to Cali for a record deal.”

STAlejandro steps forward. “You have a point, Mr. Cordero. But many Titanspawn have a thirst for divine blood regardless of how old it is. Besides, these children don’t have anywhere else to go. Father O’Brien made certain of that.”

Malif“Well I’ll leave that part of things to you guys. I’m in no danger of wrecking any cities. I’m barely a danger to a cardboard box.”

Victor“Maybe you should ask first. *Victor looks around the table* Besides Alejandro Harry and myself what do the rest of you all know about this war. Why you were even visited by your parents?”

Victor*looks back at Alejandro* Yea I know…But…You really want that young kid with the gator out there fighting a Titanspawn? Shit I barely WANT to fight them."

Mike“Well… I didn’t get much of an explanation on my end. Old man Samedi didn’t see fit to give me much in the way of details, other than ‘Hey, I’m a God. I banged your mom. You’re my kid. I summon Zombies. Here’s some cool shit.’”

ST“At the very least, they should learn how to defend themselves.”

SanuraSanura looks away “Mother was hardly forthcoming with any details as well.. I suppose that is why I’m hanging around to get some answers”

Mike“Granted, the shit I got is some pretty cool shit.”

Malif“As for family, I’m an only child, no kids or anything, so no dependants to worry about.”

Victor“Oh I agree, But they need to make a choice on their own. *looks at the rest* Just like you all have to make a choice on your own. This is a war. We were summoned into existance because our parents needed soldiers. No other reason. Our job is to kill infiltrate and distract the Titanspawn here on earth while our parents fight the Titans up above and WAYWAY down below.”

Mike“Wait wait… back up a bit. Our parents need US to distract Titanspawn, which from the explanation I got from my brother, are weaker than Titans? I’d expect the Gods to be able to take care of Titanspawn no problem! Or am I missing a key piece of this?”

Malif“The gods are a little too busy to sweep up the trash.”

Victor“Your missing…Titans…”

Malif“Does a CEO sweep the floors, or hire a janitor?”

Victor“You know our Grandparents and great grandparents”

STAlejandro scoffs slightly. “Mr. Cordero’s outlook is a little skewed. We are pieces on the chessboard wielded by the Gods and the Titans.” He nods to Malif. “Mr. Mysterious is more accurate.”

Victor“Skewed or not….its one version of the overall truth.”

Mike“So… we’re basically just the Pawns being sent out to get knocked over by a stray Rook or Bishop?”

SanuraSanura sighs softly “So we’re.. foot soldiers.. I don’t think I’m quite dressed for the occassion.. or outfited with the proper tools” she murmurs as she smooths her hand over the torn skirt and has another sip of wine.

Malif“Hey, those floors need sweepin, don’t they?”

Malif“Such jobs are still important.”

Victor*Victor smirks* “Unless you’re stong enough to survive and evolve to the likes of Herecles, Triton and others who became Demi gods and Gods them selves….”

MikeMike smiles at Sanura. “I don’t know… put a few blades at the end of that whip you’ve got, you’ve got potential.”

SanuraShe shakes her head "I don’t want to be a Goddess, I’ve got a job.. a carreer that I’m damned good at.. " sitting up “I only stayed to help the children.. and to get the artifacts Alejo’ owes.. and a large donation” she notes with apointed look.

Victor*Looks to Mike.* “Sure, unless of course a titan spawn smears your face against a building.” *Chuckles a little bit*

Malif“Well, my career has been fun, but a promotion to divine level illusion crafting, that sounds tempting!”

MikeMike grins at that. “They’ll have to wade through 13 Zombies before meeting my Axe!”

STCrook gives Sanura a ‘WTF’ look. Symbols appear over his head not long after.

SanuraShe frowns as she regards the feline. “Oh and I’m to be what.. Goddess of broken hearts? Goddess of tightrope walking?”

Victor*Looks to Sanura* “Look sweetheart, your choice is your own. But This war cant be fought by people like Me and Mr. Mercury here alone. There are titan spawn that are stronger than me. Faster than him.. But you, they would be puddy in your hands. You could save the world where me and Harry would be left holding our dicks in our hands wondering what to do next.”

Harry“Nike’s Victory. I might be able to squeeze in. We have a ton of minor demigods and gods in the family. Ask Priapus.”

STCrook jumps on the table and plops his butt down emphatically.

Malif“I’m not too sure how many people would turn down godhood in favour of a job. You’re a unique one, Neice!”

MikeMike pulls up his food before Crook plops down. “Bad luck to have a cat sit on the table while your food’s on it.”

SanuraSanura’s brow furrows slightly as she regards her guardian. “He’s cleaner than you are” she mutters to Mike. “Fine so if I want to be goddess of.. of .. Antiquity and bury myself in my job what of that?”

Harry“Priapus, who I’m still not sure who’s son he is, is god of erect cocks.”

MikeMike twitches vehemently at that…

Malif“Bury yourself in your job? Was that an archeology joke?”

STCrook swishes his tail against the tablecloth in agitation.

SanuraSanura blinks a few times at Harry then looks to crook again. "Charming.. " rolling her eyes as she crosses her arms over her chest. “So far all I’ve done is boss people around and wound someone emotionally” She blinks “er.. no it wasn’t supposed to be” she flushes lightly.

SanuraShe bites the inside of her lip. “So.. then I suppose Mother won’t be coming by for tea hm?”

SanuraShe couldn’t deny the draw of having Bastet in her life.. emotionally.. and even within her job it was an opportunity she’d never have beleived she might have.

ST“Miss Menmatre. Enough.” Alejandro’s voice is low—not quite a growl—and his tone is carefully reined in, illustrating that he’s still trying not to lose his patience. After a pause he continues. “We all make mistakes, especially when we’re children of gods discovering our new powers. I expect better than self-pity from a daughter of Bastet.”

Victor*Victor looks confused about the name Bastet*

SanuraSanura sits up “it’s not pitty for myself it’s shame… look what I did to her..” she shakes her head and glares at Alejo a moment before taking a deep breath to calm her own emotions. “I.. can’t walk away from such an opportunity.. I’ll have to learn more about what I can do” she sets her glass down. “So .. what will we do with the children?” she questions. “I think Mr XalXapa [sp?] you were going to set them up in a sort of group home?”

Malif“Regardless of our wishes, it seems the fate of the entire world is at stake here. And we were LITERALLY made for this. Literally. We were conceived for the specific purpose of helping our parents out.”

STAs Alejandro meets Sanura’s glare, his expression relaxes a little. “There. Anger is more becoming than shame.” He regards the rest of the group. “I’m not entirely sure what to do with them yet. Despite everything else, I cannot deny that Father O’Brien’s compound was ideal for them. They got a living space, plenty of room for training, and then some.”

SanuraShe nods her head slightly “So recreated that, without the use of drugs and terrible plans?”

STCrook looks over his shoulder at Alejandro, with an expression as close to a dark glare as a cat can manage.

STHis tail swishes some more, upsetting some nearby silverware.

STAlejandro nods. “I think so, yes. In fact, that would answer the question of what to do with Miss Simon as well.”

HarryHarry looks up from his smartphone. “What about a summer camp?”

ST“Precisely.”

Victor*Looks to Sanura* “Whats with your cat? He tries to attack Cyril nearly getting himself killed, and now hes all giving the evil eye to Alejandro here and messing up the table?”

SanuraSanura nods her head softly “I think.. this is all in your arena then?” she questions him as she butters a roll. Her features once more placid. Even if she was still twisted inside her pride was stung at being called on her emotional behavior.

MalifMalif reaches to pet Crook a little.

Harry“Unprocessed land is cheap, out of sight, you make a summer camp. Dorms, kitchens, etc. I went to one as a kid, I at least know how one could work as a starting point.”

Malif“You know, a summer camp has other benefits too. Remote, hidden, they can explore their abilities…”

HarryHarry nods to Malif. “We’re on the same page, I think.”

STCrook shies away from a sudden hand in the face, but after a peremptory sniff of Malif’s fingers, straightens and allows him to continue.

SanuraSanura looks to Vic “he’s not a -cat- he’s a sacred guardian.. and if your bird is anything like you then he was probably stopping it from doing something foolish”

Malif“And I don’tk now about you, but I’d LOVE to see the squirt punch down a tree!”

Victor“My bird was surveying the area looking out for dangerous people to warn us. Your cat however tried to stop him from protecting us….Protecting you….some Guardian.”

SanuraSanura blinks a few time “Crook.. you can’t.. hunt Cyril.. it’s counter productive..” she clears her throat and then pops a bite of bread into her mouth. Washing it down with wine. “So.. we can settle the details of the children with Miss Simon later.. now then.. what exactly are -we- doing next?”

STAlejandro nods as Harry and Malif elaborate on the idea. “Yes, that would work very well, I think.”

Malif“Now, neice, you really have to stop giving away secrets like that. Also, arguing with a feline is unlikely to produce results.”

STCrook flicks his tail and lifts his chin upon Sanura’s words, but doesn’t respond further.

Mike“Yeah, cats don’t have a very good track record for listening to anyone but themselves.”

Harry“I say we go load up the ride with subway and drinks, feed the kids, and I start getting arrangements made to sponser a summer camp.”

MalifMalif shrugs. “If you say so, neice, but it can often be useful to keep that sort of information to yourself, too.”

Harry“Then once the kids are safe and away, we refit the warehouse into a base, probably disguised as a Youtube filming studio to explain the props and weirdness.”

SanuraSanura smiles “oh I know, I don’t plan to play translator often” she murmurs softly “Yes.. alright that sounds fine to me. I need time to work on a new whip.. I’d considered a new one when my own had so very little effect”

MikeMike had long finished his meal and purses his lips. “I don’t know why… but the food at this place just doesn’t sit well with my tastebuds… think I could hop on that Subway bandwagon? I could go for a couple of Chicken Bacon Ranches.”

SanuraShe finishes the roll and then once more rises. This time she places an order to be taken out, a couple of seafood plates and she pays for these herself.

STAlejandro clears his throat loudly.

Harry“No problem. And Mike, thanks for before, with Angela. You got major credit in my book for that. If you need something later, name it.”

SanuraSanura glances over to Alejo as she returns. “What is it?” she questions as she retakes her seat again.

MikeMike looks at Sanura. “Think about what I said before. Add some sharp blades to the snapping point. Make for a better image of the daughter of an Egyptian Goddess.”

SanuraSanura nods “that was my plan actually”

MikeMike looks at Harry and nods. “I’d do it for anyone, really. But I’ll remember that.”

Victor“Added weight at the end of a whip…..gonna cause for a hell of unwieldly weapon….”

MikeHe then looks at Alejandro as he’d speak.

Malif“Blades dont need to be heavy”

ST“As for what we’re doing next, aside from the Subway visit and getting settled in here…” Alejandro begins, tugging at the bottom of his blazer to straighten it, “While we’re waiting on whatever information the gods can get from Father O’Brien, and while I gather as much intel as I can… we have another assignment.” He pulls out his phone and taps away at it purposefully.

Victor“The end of a whip weighs next to nothing…adding any weight to it is gonna mess up its flight pattern. Just saying.”

Malif“Just takes a little compensating, she’ll get used to it.”

Malif“We have an assignment? Who assigned it ?”

SanuraSanura sighs softly and waits to find what the next job is. “I suppose I should call and quit my job.. fuck” she crosses her arms and looks intently at Alejo.

Victor*raises his hand rudely* “By the way…I may need a phone….Dont got one..Never needed one before.”

STAfter a moment, he puts the phone on the table, pausing only to briefly nod to Victor. Queued up is a YouTube video of recent internet sensation Ja-Cuze, a now well-known Hispanic hip-hop artist famous for openly criticizing important political figures with her songs.

Mike“A President-bashing hip-hop artist… what about her?”

Victor*Victor sees the video* “Ja-Cuze love her shit.”

Malif“I wonder if she took her name from the french phrase…..”

Harry“I accuse”, right?

Victor“Or maybe she likes Jacuzzi’s just watch.”

STThis is a music video of her most recent song, which calls out Los… it’s interrupted by a phone call from “Home.” A knot forms in Alejandro’s brow. “Excuse me.” He answers the phone. “Sofia? Is everything all right? … Honey, I’m in the middle of a meeting. Yes, with…” He sighs and taps his phone, putting it on speaker and holding it out to everyone.
“Can they hear me, Daddy?”

Malif“Yeah. They sound the same, anyway.”

SanuraSanura grins softly “Hey sweetie”

Mike“We can hear you, Sofia.”

Victor“Is dat the lil munchkin you brought with you Alex?”

Harry“Hey darlin.”

ST“I know you’re doing important superhero stuff. That Dad won’t let me do with you.” She adds a pointed silence to punctuate her statement. “So I won’t take too long. I just want to say hi everyone!”

Victor*Victor cant help but smile at the voice of the little girl*

Malif“Hi Kiddo!”

Harry“We’re swinging by a restaurant or two on the way home, want anything?”

Sanura“Hey baby girl”

ST“Also I’m not little. I’m bigger than most girls my age,” she says matter-of-factly in response to Victor. Then she addresses Harry. “No thanks. Boudicca and me just had sushi.”

Harry“Okay. Did you do your studies and workout?”

ST“Yep! And Boudicca let me break a bunch of bricks today!”

Harry“Awesome. See you later, we’ll be back soon.”

ST“Okay! Goodbye! Love you, Daddy!” With that she hangs up, and the phone resumes the song. Alejandro runs a hand through his hair.

ST… Los Comemierdas is who she called out this time, a notoriously powerful and organized drug-trafficking gang in LA. That is, alongside accusing the LAPD of allowing themselves to be bribed by Los Comemierdas.

Malif“That doesn’t sound very bright.”

SanuraSanura’s brow arches “well .. she’s not going to be very popular with those folks” she murmurs “guard duty then?”

Harry“Okay, so, that sucks. Is this just vigilante stuff, or is she a Scion or something?”

Malif“Yeah, how does this factor into our work? Are these some kinds of Titan tainted drugs they peddle?”

STAlejandro nods at Sanura. “Alejandra Cruz—Ja-Cuze, that is—is a daughter of Tezcatlipoca. According to my sources, Los Comemierdas is run by one Tunante, supposedly a powerful son of Mictlantecuhtli. Your assignment is guard duty, as well as recruitment.” He pauses. “Normally, I would leave someone like her to reap what she’s sown. But…” he puts the phone away as the song finishes, “as I mentioned before, we can’t continue with rooting out our other problem without more information. Besides, this is a good opportunity to make up for the last mistake.”

Victor“So we are getting more Logs for the bon fire…..Great…”

Harry“Okay, Tezca I know, who’s this other one?”

Malif“Who are those 2 gods you mentioned?”

SanuraSanura sighs softly “So .. Uncle and I persuede her and the meat heads keep her safe?” her use of the word meat head actually doesn’t seem very insulting with the tone she uses. Statement of fact more so than insult.

Harry“Meat heads? Really?”

ST“Tezcatlipoca, the First Sun, god of warriors, the north, sorcery, night, the moon. Mictlantecuhtli, the god of the underworld and of death and, to a lesser degree, sadism.”

Mike“I think she was referring to Ja’s bodyguards, if she even has any.”

SanuraSanura waves a hand “muscle heavy bashers?”

Malif“So, a Scion of a death god has turned into a petty criminal?”

Harry“No, she meant us.”

STAlejandro looks at Malif. “The leader of a drug trafficking organization with the LAPD in their pocket. I wouldn’t call that petty.”

Victor*looks at Harry..* “I think she actually just meant me. She like you all.”

MalifMalif shrugs. “Well if they’re just gangsters, that’s pretty petty. Compared to the level of things Scions normally get up to.”

STUnwilling to challenge Malif on that, Alejandro continues, “Ja-Cuze will be having a performance in LA three weeks from now. That will give us time to get the children taken care of, as well as anything else you each personally need to straighten out.”

SanuraSanura nods her head softly to that and tops off her wine glass. “hmmn funny, I’d be tipsy by now” she notices as she sets the empty bottle down.

Malif“Oh I’m ready to go whenever, really.”

Mike“I noticed that too. Might be the fact that we, as the offspring of Gods, are more resistant to the effects of mortal alcohol and such.”

SanuraSanura shakes her head slightly. “I think we’re all pretty clear on the next couple of days at least… preperations moving.. planning.”

Malif“Do we know anything about this gang? Does this death Scion have any other supernatural help?”

Mike“Just one… why has this God offspring turned to crime? I mean, we’re supposed to be working together against the Titan menace and whatnot… why do something like this?”

SanuraI imagine Scions are like people.. and Gods.. some of us are assholes.." she mutters softly.

ST“I’m not sure,” Alejandro replies bluntly to Malif. He then turns to Mike, “Given enough power, most people would screw the rest of the world and take everything for themselves. Well, this guy has enough power. More than enough.”

Victor*Looks at Mike* “So your told you are to fight a war. For the gods who if you know your mythology at least for Greeks our gods destroyed Utopia, and Subjugated man into fending for themselves.. But for the gods point of veiw man were nothing but animals and they unlocked our true potential. Depending on the side you agree with…I guess thats who you fight along side.”

MikeMike shakes his head. “It doesn’t mean I agree with it. It doesn’t matter how much power someone has. They should be working together to fight a common enemy. And that enemy is the Titans.”

Victor“But what if you agree with the Titans?”

Mike“Agree about what, exactly? Do we even know WHY these Titans are attacking the Gods, exactly? I mean, aren’t the Titans essentially our Gods’ parents?”

STHe turns to regard Victor. “Mr. Cordero, you have more experience, but until you can show me that you can work with a group, within the parameters of the assignment, I’m putting Harry in charge of this one.” He regards everyone else. “I want the rest of you to listen to Harry because he’s done this before. After that, depending on how well this turns out and on future assignments, I’ll give an opportunity for each of you to be in charge. Does everyone understand?”

Harry“The titans are like the gods at their most powerful and relentless. Imagine Zeus, constantly a giant storm, unending, and not giving a damn if he kills everyone in the universe, any more than you care about bacteria in the tread of your shoe.”

Harry“That’s ONE titan.”

SanuraSanura wrinkles her nose to that but nods softly “Unless he gets power mad.. I’m -not- going to die based on his orders”

Harry“We oppose them because, shocker, the big difference between Gods and titans is Gods actually notice and give a shit about humankind, as worshippers, lovers, or toys to break.”

MalifMalif nods to Alejandro. “Sure, sounds fine to me.”

Victor*Victor looks at Alejandro and sucks his teeth but keeps his cool* “Yea thats cool. Not really good at the whole Babysitting thing yet so..we’re good.”

Harry“As for this mission, we need to decide, right here and now, whether we’re doing this from the shadows, behind masks, or in the open.”

MikeMike looks at Alejandro. “Are we pressed for time? The kids won’t be waking up for a while still. Slowed metabolism from sleeping.” He looks at Harry. “Okay… that’s a good reason. Except the broken toys part. That just seems wrong.” He hears Alejandro and nods. “I always assumed Harry to be the leader anyway.”

Victor*looks at Harry* “Ill follow your lead sports star. BUt aint no way in hell I’m wearing a costume. I’m not ashamed if something needs doing Im going to do it. Just saying. Im not gonna jepordize the assignment. But im not going to pussy foot around either. I will do what is needed.”

Malif“In the open seems like it would make things more difficult.”

Harry“If we do this in the open, that means low key, James Bond shit.”

Harry“If we do this from the shadows, that means not being seen.”

Harry“With masks, we can be more open, but we’re gonna draw alot of attention.”

SanuraSanura sits back a little. “I’ll be low key regardless.. perhaps I should come in .. differently than the rest of you.. as a consultant or some such..”

ST“For now, we aren’t pressed for time.” Alejandro pauses, considering Harry’s question. “I would be open with Miss Cruz, but try to keep from drawing too much attention. I’ll leave that to your judgement, though.”

MikeMike blinks… then smiles. “Alejandro… I wonder how difficult it’d be to get Absolute Illusion to open for Ja-Cuze?”

Victor*Nods* “I can play all secret agent and shit till shit hits the fan. If i need to do something to help this team or to protect myself or you, then rest assured I dont care what the outcome is who lives or dies I will do what I HAVE to do to make sure you get everyone home.”

Malif“I of course like the shadows option, but that’s just my style speaking.”

STAlejandro nods at Victor’s words, seeming put at ease a little. He looks at Mike. “I’ll see what I can do.”

Harry“Okay, open hand it is. That means no flashy powers, and we go in with civilian identities or aliases. Joe Incognito.”